Charlotte messenger. [volume] (Charlotte, Mecklenburg Co., N.C.) 1882-18??, 1887-10-01
THE REV. DR.. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DlvINE's SUNDAY
SERMON.

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So Solomon, by one stroke, set forth the
imperial character of a true Christian woman.
She is not a slave, not hireling, not a sub
ordinate, but queen; and in my text Solo
mon sees sixty Of these helping to make up
the royal pageant of Jesus. In former ser
mon showed you that crown and courtly
attendants and imperial wardrobe were not
necessary to make queen; but that graces
OF the heart and life will give coronation to
any woman. l showed you at some length
that woman's position was higher in the world
than mans, and that although she had often
oeen denied the right of suffrage, she always
did vote and always would vote by her infu-
ence; and that her chief desire ought to be
that she should have grace rightly to rule in
the dominion which she has already won. l
began an enumeration of some of her rights,
and this morning resume the subject.
In the first place, woman has the special
and the superlative right-not again going
backto what | have already said-woman
has the special and superlative right of bless
ing and comforting the sick.
What land, what street, what house has
not felt the smitings of disease? Tens of
thousands of sick bedsl What shall we do
with theme Shall man, with his rough hand
and clumsy foot, go stumbling around the
sick room, trying to soothe the distracted
nerves and alleviate the pains of the tossing
patient! The young man at college may
scoff at the idea OF being under maternal in
fever on his cheek he says: ''Where is
mothers Walter Scott wrote partly in
satire andp partly in compliment when he said:
o woman, in our hours of ease,
Uncertain, coy and hard to please;
When pain and anguish wiring the brow,
A minstering angel thou.
I think the most pathetic passage in all the
Bible is the description of the lad who went
out to the harvest field of Shunem and got
MISUNDERSTANDING his hands on histemples
and crying out 'Oh, my head my head -
and they said "Carry him to his mother
And then the record is: He sat on her knees
till noon, and then died. IL is an awful
thing to be ill away from home in a strange
hotel, once in while men coming in to look
at you, holding their hand over their mouth
for fear they will catch the contagion How
roughly they turn you in bed. How loudly
they talk. How you long for the ministries
OF home. knew one such who weI:5 away
from one of the brightest of homes for
several weeks business absence at the West
a telegram came at midnight that he was
on his death bed, far away from home. BY
express train the wife and daughters went
westward; but they went too late He feared
not to die, but he was in agony to live until
his family got there. He tried to bride
the doctor to make him live little
while longer He said: 81 am willing to die
but not Alone But the pulses fluttered, the
eyes closed, and the heart stopped. The ex-
press trains met in the midnight; wife and
daughters going westward-hfeless remains
of husband and father coming eastward. o,
IL was sad, pitiful, overwhelming
spectaclel When we are sick we want
to be back at home. When the
time comes for us to die, we want to
die at home. The room may be very
humble, and the faces that look into
ours may be very plain; but who cares for
thats Loving hands to battle the temples
Loving voices to speak good cheer Loving
lips to read the comforting promises of Jesus.
In our last dreadful war men cast the can
non; men fashioned the musketry: men cried
TO the hosts: Forward, marchr men hurled
their battalions on the sharp edges of the
enemy. crying: "Chargel charger but woman
scraped the lint; woman administered tine
cordlals; woman watched bv the diving
couch; woman wrote the last message to the
home circle: woman wept at the solitary
burial attended by herself and four men with
spade. We greeted the general home
with brass bands, and triumphal arches,
and wild huzzas; but the story is too good to
be written anywhere, save in the chronicles
OF heaven, of Mrs Brady, who came down
among the sick in the swanps of the Chicha-
hominy; of Annie Ross. in the cOoper shop
hospital; of Margaret Breckenridge who came
to men who had been for weeks with their
wounds undressed-some of them frozen to
the ground, and when she turned them over
those that had an arm left waved it and filled
the air with their ''hurrah' = of Mrs Hodge,
who came from Chicago with blankets and
with pillows, until the men shouted: ''Three
cheers for the Christian Commission!
God bless the women at home"
then sitting down TO take the last
message: ''Tell my wife not to fret
about me, but to meet me in heaven; tell her
to train up the boys whom we have love so
well; tell her we shall meet again in the good
land; tel her to bear my loss like the Chris
tan wife OF Christian soldier and OF Mrs
int rusIfc fnaa h..
soldier looked and said: 'tYour grapes
and cologne cured me.r Men did
their work with shot and SHE'LL and carbine
and howitzer; women did their work with
socks, and slippers, and bandages, and warm
drinks, and Scripture texts, and gentle strok-
ings of the hot temples, and stories Of that
land where they never have any pain. Men
knelt down over the wounded and said: son
which side did you fghtfn Women knelt
down over the wounded and said: 'Where
are you hurt! What nice thing can make
for you TO eat! What makes YOU cry.r To-
night, while we men are sound asleep in our
beds, there will be light in yonder loft;
there will be groaning down that dark alley
there will be cries of distress in that cellar.
Men will sleep and women will watch.
Again, woman has a supeTlative right to
take care of the poor There are hundreds
and thousands Of them all over the land
There is kind Of work that men cannot do
Tor the poor Here comes a group of little bare
foot children TO the door of the Dorcas Socie-
ty. They need to be clothed and provided for
Which of these directors of banks would
know how many yards it would take to make
that little girl dress9 Which Of these mas
culine hands could fit hat to that little
girls head Which of the wise men
would know how to tie on a new pair Of
shoess Man sometimes gives his charity
IN rough way, and it falls like the fruit
of tree in the east, which fruit Genes
down so heavily that it breaks -, s.luu
OF the man who is trying TO gather it, But
woman glides 50 softly into III house Of des-
titutIon, and finds out all the sorrOws Of the
place, and puts so quietly the donation on the
table, that all the family come out on the
front steps as she departs, expecting that
from under her shawl she will thrust on. two
wings and go right up toward heaven from
whence she seems to have come down.
Oh, Christian young woman if you
would make yourself happy and win
the blessings of Christ, 90 out among
the destitute. A loaf Of bread or bundle u
socks may make a homely load to carry, but
the angels Of God will come out 20 watch,
and the Lord Almighty will give his mos
senger hosts a charge, saying: Look after
that woman. Canopy her with your wings
and shelter her from all harrn;s and while
YOU are seated in the houga Of dqsfifufion and